I sleep on a cross for my madness I exist within a foundation of stone Encircled and smothered within bars of rust It all helps me rest within a confine of serenity Sealed windows and doorways feel Like decrepit paintings on the walls Pieces of immovable art Grow an everlasting flavor of neglect and dust An existence with a casket to bear the living
♪ My humble and delusional confine My humble and delusional confine ♪ Pieces of immovable art Grow an everlasting flavor of neglect and dust An existence with a casket to bear the living I sleep on a cross for my madness I exist within a foundation of stone ♪ It all helps me rest within a confine of serenity Sealed windows and doorways feel Like decrepit paintings on the walls Pieces of immovable art ♪ Grow an everlasting flavor of neglect and dust I sleep on a cross for my madness I exist within a foundation of stone Encircled and smothered within bars of rust Smothered within bars of rust ♪ Smothered within bars of rust